This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.

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Thursday, June 28, 2007

"Entangled"

Dancing upon air in suspensionA child's dreams within its foldsMovement of action in the windIn despair of its freedom lostThat otherwise would have beenAllowed to kiss the tendernessOf awaiting cloudsClouds that call out unto itIn a fit of rage it will bring uponThunderstroms that will pelt it downAnd no other will know the loveOr sense the dream of the childIf not for the clouds for whom it was intendedThis suspension would not beThis sense of freedom witheldDistress in this inanimate objectYet it is the principle that causesIt to dance upon the windIn fruitless attempts to free itselfFrom the electrical manacleReaching up into the skyWith its artificial structureIt clings tightly to the intruderIn belief that it can hold onto somethingThat was intended to belong in the wind